i?m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all, hey
ya see it started way back in nyc
when i stole my first rhyme from the m.i.c.
at a west end avenue at 63
the beginning of a leap year, february,
?96 when a guitar picked up in the mix
i committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks
well look at me now
look at me now
look at me now, now, now, now
i?m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all
i?m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all, hey
well you?re never never gonna guess
where i?ve been been been
and i have no regrets
that i bet my whole checking account
because it all amounts to nothing up in the end
well you can only count on the road again
will soon be on the radio dial
and i been payin close attention to the willie nelson style
like a a band of gypsies on the highway while
as i?m a one man wishin on the california skyline
drive up the coast i brag and i boast
because i?m pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost
raising a toast to the highway patrol with the most
Bb,F
cause i'm tourin around the nation on extended vacation
see i got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation
i say, i like your style, crazy pound pup
you need a ride? 'woof'
Bb,F
i?m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all
i?m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all
see i'm a down home brother, redneck undercover
with my guitar here i'm ready to play
